#I am a real morning person

[becca-e-barnes]

The need that I have for early morning, tender sex with Dbf!bucky that gets a little frantic and really passionate 😵‍💫

Especially if you tend to drift apart in your sleep. It feels so much nicer to curl up against him again the next morning, stealing some of his heat and enjoying the way that he smells so familiar to you now.

You can't help but feel a softness in your chest when he sleepily pulls you closer, placing a gentle kiss on the top of your head with his eyes still closed. If nothing else, you feel incredibly safe with your bare chest pressed to his and your limbs tangled together comfortably.

The sunlight has just managed to creep through a gap in between the curtains, illuminating the few grey hairs peppered across your partner's hairline and you swear he's never looked more beautiful.

He's more awake than he'd lead you to believe though. His eyes are barely even open before he's tilting your chin up, making it easier to capture your lips with his.

"Good morning." He mumbles in his deep morning voice when his lips part from yours.

"Hi." You can't help but smile, wiggling your body against the bulge in his underwear. "It's a great morning."

He can't help but roll his eyes at your enthusiasm.

"Didn't I take good enough care of you last night? You still want more." He pretends he's insulted but secretly, he's pretty damn pleased. You want him; plain and simple. You don't dress it up or play it off. Don't we all want to be wanted?

"See, that's the problem. You were too good to me last night. And now. I'm all worked up." You slip kisses to his neck and shoulders in between your sentences, hoping that it really drives your point home.

"You're a handful." Bucky teases, tilting your chin up once more, letting his lips collide with yours before allowing his tongue to do the same. It feels like his hands are all over your body at once, teasing and rubbing and gripping you, getting you even more worked up.

It's not long before he's got your leg hooked up over him and he's slipping his cock into you. The glide is that much easier given that he finished inside you just a few hours ago and the thought of that alone makes you even wetter.

Bucky's low groan as he slides into you is addictive. He's clearly still sensitive but it feels too good for either of you to stop now.

"Such a good girl. You take me so damn well." He's babbling already, eyes rolling back as he presses as deep inside you as possible, giving you a chance to take a breath before he starts to work your body in a way that no one else has ever managed.

[blujayonthewing]

pitched battle inside my brain between the part of me that's desperately shaking myself by the shoulders going "YOU HAVE GOT TO ACTUALLY LIVE THE KIND OF LIFE YOU IMAGINE INSTEAD OF JUST SITTING AROUND IMAGINING IT UNTIL YOU DIE!!" and the part of me that's clutching my face going "is this allowed? is this allowed?? is this allowed???"

[itspileofgoodthings]

so many people have said that as you approach your 30’s things start to fall into place but I don’t feel that at all. the closer I get the more it feels that everything is dissolving and falling apart

[b1mbodoll]

repeating “jealousy is a disease get well soon bitch” in my head every time i block rude anons and delete hatemail so i can try to brush it off but i am not ur strongest soldier so can you all stop being mean 🩷 please

[theygender]

For any horror fans out there that haven't read it yet: The Twisted Ones by T. Kingfisher is SO GOOD. I don't remember ever being so scared by a book

[404-art-found]

I keep forgetting to post this acrylic painting of Lambda (and a "horse"); I'm still not pleased with it, but it's not like it's ever getting finished.

The earliest photo I have of this guy is from September 26, 2023; the latest, November 8, 2023. I never did finish it nor will I ever, because this painting completely vanished over Thanksgiving break from my school's art closet and I have zero clue where it went.

Apparently over the break there was a leak (rainy weather; the building had multiple leaks throughout the month) in the closet and there was a good inch of water over the floor, including where I normally rested this after working on it. So, in all likelihood, it probably got water damaged and tossed out. Funny how that happens to the painting of my very water/sea-oriented OC.

I am sad of course that it vanished; hell, someone could've stolen the thing. I'd rather it got water damaged and tossed out than stolen, honestly; fits Lambda better. But since I felt like I was going nowhere with it, resigning myself to the disappearance didn't mortally wound me. But fitting, I suppose, that the last time I saw this was a day before my birthday, and he promptly up and vanished and probably got water damaged.

So, enjoy all that remains of this painting of Lambda: Progress photos.

[korrasamibottles]

Let's go blair witch it in the woods. Together.

[lesbiancolumbo]

the funny thing is if i had time traveled back to the day i wrote that review in the first place and been like hey beautiful woman. so in like five years from now an eighteen year old is gonna copy paste this onto a completely different website with ur face and first name attached and like hundreds of thousands of people are going to armchair diagnose you and call you ugly and say the most out of pocket shit to you about yourself and your parent for the next three years on and off and also it will ruin your relationship to a beautiful movie that you love and saved your life i probably would have just done the thing i was going to do instead of write that review: kill myself

[martyrbat]

batman secret files: clownhunter

(ID in alt!)

[dottores]

ahhhh the sudden awareness of where you stand with people my beloathed </3

[singsweetmelodies]

Shipping real people is so gross TF get a life

sending anon hate is so gross TF get a life

[jon-withnoh]

I’m only three and a half chapters away from finishing Nie Wirst Du (so something between 5k and 10k words away) and if I wasn’t working fulltime — and working this weekend, ugh — the fic would probably be finished by the end of the week. I do think I’ll finish it some time in October though. And again. I’m not ready.

[soup-soup-soup-soup-soup]

SOUP-ER BOWL ROUND 3

THE MOST ICONIC DISH FROM VIETNAM, THIS BEEFY BROTH IS A GUARANTEED SMOOTH RIDE TO FLAVOR TOWN--IT'S GOT BRISKET, IT'S GOT MEATBALLS, IT'S GOT TENDON AND TRIPE, IT'S GOT ALL YOU CAN THINK O-O-O-OF--GIVE IT UP FOR---PHỞ BÒ!

(image credit: saigonscorneria.com)

SAYING CIAO FROM ITALY, THIS SOUP IS A LITERAL MARRIAGE OF INGREDIENTS--GREENS, BEEF MEATBALLS OR OTHER MEATS, AND OF COURSE PASTA--THEY'RE ALL HERE--IT'S MINESTRA MARITATA, ITALIAN WEDDING SOUP!!

(recipe: https://www.allrecipes.com/recipe/13024/italian-wedding-soup-i/

image credit: cookingclassy.com)

[music-for-them-asses]

Me and my friends are scheming to go to the Punk Rock Bowling festival in Las Vegas. I MIGHT ACTUALLY SEE DEVO LIVE

[squishosaur]

thoughts on what i should change my theme to, guys?? :<

[arthur-r]

lyrics: i’m a silly stupid angel, smile sweetly as you watch / and my wings are frail and brittle, and i whisper when i talk / please don’t remind me of the role i’m here to play / please god forgive me for the things that i can’t say / self actualization, maybe this is how it ends / i fall into formation, service is my fulfillment / i’m your soulmate in denial, self esteem gets in the way / and i’m just a little child who won’t live to see the day / when i’m regarded as a human being too / but all your lies just start to blend into my truth / self actualization, maybe this is how it ends / i fall into formation, service is my fulfillment / don’t try to tell me i’m not happy / don’t try to tell me this is wrong / don’t try to tell me that i’m broken / cause by now i’m too far gone / self actualization, maybe this is how it ends / i fall into formation, service is my fulfillment / self actualization, maybe this is how it ends / i fall into formation, service is my fulfillment / self actualization, maybe this is how it ends / i fall into formation, service is my fulfillment / self actualization, maybe this is how it ends / i fall into formation, service is my fulfillment